The Universe

It is vast, big and dark. Beyond imagination. Well dark spaces hides more than we can ever see or think.

But why does this happens, why it is playing games. Smart people are always trying  reverse engineer the universe. Where do they get?

Getting more worse as they start knowing this universe. Get more confused about it. But some people who never bestir about this are enjoying their lives imagining some assumptions to be true.

But as John Lenon said," Beatles are more famous than Jesus." Got killed for that but left really a question about the those assumptions.

A meet in the street

There was a woman in the street,
wearing long clothes and golden chain.
She was not expected neither she was pleased
to be in the place not in her rein.

she was hungry and was in lust
no food could plead her.
She forged her wish with rust
and iron nobody bother.

she was hungry of power
she was hungry of beauty
But no man cold deny her
she was alluring and pretty

she was in search of something
that she had lost,
she was forcefully invited
and to keep the story hot.

near the steel pole she saw the man
who had asked her to meet
reluctantly she acted on the plan
but he was not the one she wanted to greet.

..continued

Artificial Guitar

they were notes and some harmonics

that started a transformation to new world

a separate world where laws were different

a separate time where  people were different

where sun shone for years and 

moon lightened for thousand

that strike that made to bring the electricity

made us to forget the fucking gravity

and everyone flew, everyone knew

this was the best and the worst off course

made everyone cry

made everyone die 

a heat that radiated

to all the dimensions

a light that pleasured all the stars

it was the strike of Artificial Guitar

Under bed

what is on the roof
what is under bed
is that the same soup
mother served with bread

as gazing to the star
once in future there will be
spaceship travelling very far
and in its control there will be
whole universe

it is like the bicycle
riding with a cacophony
seems that to neighbor
but for me it is harmony

seriously what is underneath my bed
is that a ghost waiting
or a witch coagulating
some magic liquid

I'm afraid to look
I'm curious to know
but always make me imagine
too many bright eyes in a row.

Oh I know Oh I know
it what father said
dreams that you sow

Deactivation

Cut off completely
no clue no trace
getting lost completely
no picture no chase

Because I have deactivated
my facebook at last
it feels good but don't know
how long it is going to last

I know it will be helpful
to focus on blogger
I know it is fantastic
to write my journal

when it rhymes
and it don't sometimes
but it is beautiful feeling
that give a extravaganza

it was celebrated
by cooking noodles
it was tasteless
but still stomach warming

All I need is more deactivation
from the death from the life
from my karma and from my every crime

obviously
isolation and deactivation together
would make my end better

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